Away, melancholy, br Away with it, let it go. br br Are not the trees green, br The earth as green? br Does not the wind blow, br Fire leap and the rivers flow? br Away melancholy. br br The ant is busy br He carrieth his meat, br All things hurry br To be eaten or eat. br Away, melancholy. br br Man, too, hurries, br Eats, couples, buries, br He is an animal also br With a hey ho melancholy, br Away with it, let it go. br br Man of all creatures br Is superlative br (Away melancholy) br He of all creatures alone br Raiseth a stone br (Away melancholy) br Into the stone, the god br Pours what he knows of good br Calling, good, God. br Away melancholy, let it go. br br Speak not to me of tears, br Tyranny, pox, wars, br Saying, Can God br Stone of man's thoughts, be good? br Say rather it is enough br That the stuffed br Stone of man's good, growing, br By man's called God. br Away, melancholy, let it go. br br Man aspires br To good, br To love br Sighs; br br Beaten, corrupted, dying br In his own blood lying br Yet heaves up an eye above br Cries, Love, love. br It is his virtue needs explaining, br Not his failing.